The Girl Who Kept Knocking Them Dead - Plot & Excerpts
We could have been working two completely different murders. We had formed our picture of the dead girl, a picture compounded from what we’d had from Nora McGuire and what the cleaning woman had given us. I can’t say that there weren’t the odd bits which would not fit in with that picture. There was the prayer book. There were the religious tracts. There was the relatively austere red flannel nightgown and there were the relatively sexless underthings. Odd as they had been, however, that had not been too disquieting. There were conceivable patterns into which they could have been fitted and we could hope that the very process of finding the proper fit for them could easily lead to breaking the case. Milton Bannerman’s picture of the dead girl, however, had at every point been at odds with our original idea of her. His description of his sister fitted with nothing but what had previously been our odd bits—the prayer book, the tracts, the red flannel nightgown, those underclothes which the cleaning woman’s daughter wouldn’t touch with a ten-foot pole.
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